TW: language, sexual assault, 18+ content and themes Nine people wake up in a snow covered forest, their last memory being from August 15th. They come across a large seemingly abandoned mansion. They find out that they are meant to be there. While at the house they experience weather like they've never seen, visits from strangers, love, betrayal, healing and loss.

Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It had to be yesterday, when I was befriending any new person that I met with a dazzling smile. No, those were the years that I was numb--masked from the world and blissfully unaware of the dangers and lingering dark edges of the Chicago city. Life moves fast; terrifyingly fast for some, especially those who try and anchor down each and every day of their existence. For others, it moves drearily slow. I use to be numb, I use to be unaware of the shadows deep within the corners of the earth, the watchful figures around me. I use to draw scribbles, struggle to tie my shoes, and fail at doing the simple things, like tying shoes. I use to make friends with anyone I met and kept that friendship over a promise. I use to do a lot of things, actually. But that was when life was a whole lot simpler, safer, and perfect. That was before I knew about Death. That was before he became my frenemy. Forever and always, Faith Williams *** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ************ DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ **** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

Watty Award Winner 2011) *ORIGINAL SERIES* This is the first book of the Original Death Is My BFF Series, which won the Watty Awards in 2011! *** Death came knocking at her door. Well actually, he pounded. Faith Williams has always been a little odd, but never before did she think she was one of a kind. Enter Death, the legendary, sadistic, and irresistible Grim Reaper who sparred Faith's life when she was a child. The more she tries to resist him, the more he's popping up in her life and turning it entirely upside down. Death is dangerous with a dark past and a thirst for revenge, and Faith Williams is slowly becoming unable to resist his power over her. Who is the man under the hood? What does he want with her? Most importantly, why the hell does he have a name for his scythe? ** This is the FIRST of the DIMBFF series. *** Fan Made Book Cover uses image from = michellemonique on Deviantart.com! http://michellemonique.deviantart.com/ MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

*2018 Wattys Longlist* Sandelene is self-taught white witch struggling to make a living in Memphis, Tennessee. When a local historical library contacts her about hostile paranormal activity she figures, what the hell, I need rent money, and investigates. Sandy divines the source and steals it back to her home to cast a spell to free the spirit, but winds up binding him to her instead. Problem is, she can't release him without knowing his true name, which he refuses to tell her until after he's had his revenge.

#1 in Paranormal & #1 UNIQUE ranked story on Wattpad! When a monster called the Smiling Dark comes clawing at Tay Wilson's door, she quickly learns a demonic pet of the faerie kingdom is the least of her problems. The riders of the Wild Hunt are searching for brides, and more than one of them has his eyes set on her. *** Hunger Games meets ACOTAR *** *** PREORDER LADY OF THE WILD HUNT TODAY *** Tay Wilson is about to leave her Alaskan homesteading family for an internship working with a famous special effects designer in New York City when an accident leaves her and her friend alone to rescue a lost calf. Finding that calf as a fast-moving snowstorm closes in on the homestead is the last thing she wants to do, especially after having spent the last month stalked by an enormous, terrifying darkness sporting a volcanic smile and a serpentine tongue. Unfortunately for Tay, the entire legion of the Wild Hunt has come to whisk her soul away to their dark faerie kingdom, where she and several other women will be released into the Malumbrian Oaks, a forbidding forest of blood magic and secrets, to participate in the centuries-long sport of demonic and faerie lords hunting for brides. Captured, awaiting the Hunt, Tay discovers that her father is not the good-for-nothing oil rig worker of her mother's claims; he was once a Lord of the Wild Hunt, making her a halfbreed and eligible to compete in the games as the second only Lady of the Wild Hunt. To win, Tay must make it back to the castle with at least one bride of her own, while evading capture from every other Lord in the hunt and surviving the perils of the towering forest. All of this is difficult enough, but to get the help she needs to even survive until the start of the Hunt, she's forced to ally with and begins falling for Chiro, reigning Prince of Demons and Faeries. When Chiro chooses to join the hunt, the game of capture and evasion gets a lot more interesting.

(Book 1 in the fantasy series The Crowns) Alyvia is the youngest daughter of the king of Escarral, a land where magic is feared and hidden amongst the humans who possess it...and just happens to be one of those humans herself. When Lyv befriends a mapmaker and warrior from another land, she finds the friendship and belonging she's yearned for without having to hide. Amory is an emissary from Dalcaine, a land ruled by Fae and one Escarral had been at war with just twenty years before. Along with his best and oldest friend Gideon, he works alongside the Escarrali king in opening relations between the two continents. He was anticipating doing his job and going back home, not irrevocably tying himself to the human lands after meeting Lyv, one of the most powerful humans he'd ever come across. With her magic growing, Lyv gains help in controlling and mastering it with Amory's help. Amory has secrets of his own, though, including one that involves Dalcaine's Crown Prince Jai. But with rebellion brewing right under the king's nose at the hands of the queen, Lyv must fight to keep everything she loves safe or risk losing it all.

Seven girls tied by time. Five powers that bind. One curse to lock the horror away. One attic to keep the monsters at bay. ** After the storm of the century rips apart New Orleans, sixteen-year-old Adele Le Moyne wants nothing more than her now silent city to return to normal. But with home resembling a war zone, a parish-wide curfew, and mysterious new faces lurking in the abandoned French Quarter, normal needs a new definition. As the city murder rate soars, Adele finds herself tangled in a web of magic that weaves back to her own ancestors. Caught in a hurricane of myths and monsters, who can she trust when everyone has a secret and keeping them can mean life or death? Unless . . . you're immortal.

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***The wrong girl is sometimes The Right One.*** Charlotte Samuels thought she'd be stuck waiting tables at Marlow's until all her debts are paid off-in about ten thousand years or so. She definitely didn't expect a marriage proposal from the arrogant Brandon Maxfield who was blackmailed by his father to make her his wife if he didn't want his least favorite cousin to run Maxfield Industries. Charlotte's instinct was to say HELL NO! but she's stumped by a few obstacles: 1.) His old man Martin Maxfield is dear to her heart and has been recently deteriorating in health. 2.) She gets a million dollars if she stays married to Brandon for a year. 3.) She would rather like the opportunity to teach the attractive but awfully rude man a few lessons he didn't think he needed from a 'teenage gold-digger' which was his term of endearment for her on their first date-er, business meeting. So what's a girl got to do, right? Sure, she's young and a little rough around the edges but there's something her would-be husband didn't know about her yet-she's nothing like he ever expected. Thrust into the glitzy world a standard-issue Mrs. Maxfield would fit perfectly and rule with impeccable social grace, Charlotte will either have to force herself into the mold or break free of it, risking what little she has left for everything that she can gain. *** Copyright © 2014 by Nina Tippett. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Nina Tippett. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Images, music and videos used in the cover art and any of the multimedia content posted in this story are the sole property of their respective owners.